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Skarlath paced restlessly along the edges of the room. The sun was just shining through the curtains and spilling into the living area so that each time he passed by it the light caught along his legs casting a shadow over a room before he repeated the next pass. The light flattered him, even I f he didn't know it. The sunlight caught along the rusty red of his fur and flared it to life in ruddy hues of copper and burgundy. It was only when he slipped further into the light that it caught along the jeans that ended just about at the knee. He walked as if he muscles in places he shouldn't, a feline roll that made each movement graceful despite the obvious nervousness in the gestures. His mind was flooded with thoughts that chased themselves in circles as if he was still a pup and going after his tail. Only after the fifth pass by the window did he flop down on the couch and lean backwards to stop the cycle.

His hair spilled along his eyes, still damp from his morning shower and showed streaks of not red, but stripes of deep royal blue and darker trails of purple. He brushed it past his eyes with a low growl of annoyance. The wolf was starting to get irritated more and more as the week passed. It had started innocently enough the day he had first come back from work and found his lover Roan sprawled out in front of a pile of papers. The massive stallion had been thumbing through them with more than just idle curiosity. It hadn't been long until he'd perched himself just behind the larger male and looked them over as well and had felt as if water had been splashed into his face. His world had accepted long ago that females no longer existed. The history books were full of a time when they had, back before a genetic experiment and plague had erased the chromosome from the males' bodies that would allow them to produce females.

There was talk still about trying to find a way to reintroduce it back into the population, but it had been so long that none of them felt the drive for it. Science had been able to save them all with new inventions and injections that had allowed certain males to carry live young in their bellies. The slight rearranging of the male's chemistry worked well enough that it had become something that was almost commonplace with most couples. He had seen his own older brother go through the process and had vowed he'd never follow that path. It wasn't without pain. The complete restructuring of the body was torturous at the best of times, at others it could even be fatal if the male wasn't fully sound in body. He'd seen the pain and tears on his brother's face and refused to ever consider it. That was how many in the population still felt.

Even now they were a small world. Their population hovered in the thousands rather than the millions, but it was enough to sustain them and keep it diverse enough that inbreeding had yet to become a problem. Skar knew well enough how many labs worked. When his fathers' had passed away he and his brother had been graced with a sizable amount of money that he had been able to wisely invest in a few smaller projects that allowed him to take life easy. He spent his time in the office when he had too, but he preferred his life at home with his lovers. Roan, the stallion and Artemis, a lion, who had slipped so seamlessly into he and Roan's life that it was as if he had never been missing from it. They had their house built on a large enough estate that they could relax and not even worry about the occasional pests that neighbors could be.

So it had been a shock when he found Roan thumbing through a pamphlet about a new up and coming project that would not force one to go through the more painful aspects of reassigning ones body for child birth. In fact, the more he had read over his lover's shoulder, the more he saw that it was designed to work not just on the male who would be giving birth, but the donor as well. He'd finally given up his pretense of rubbing the massive shoulders to pluck up one of the papers and started to read through it in earnest. Most of it had been an accounting of a male's body, which he knew well enough, but soon it went into the changes on a far more intimate level of the body. Somewhere while Roan and he had been reading, he found that Artemis had settled down in a chair with a smile curling the edge of his pale muzzle.

"I see you found the papers I left out for you." He spoke with a soft purr on the edge of his voice. The lion had the deepest voice of any creature he had ever met. It was almost painfully deep when he was relaxed. Skar had been taken almost instantly with the warmth of it, it was one of the many reasons he loved the feline.

"Found them when I got home." Roan said without looking up from the papers. The large black stallion had a slow steady nature about him. He wasn't as quick of wit as Artemis, but the sweet temper and gentle touch were unique enough that he hadn't been able to resist asking his former physical trainer out more then a few times. Five years later they still were going strong as a couple and Artemis only added to them both.

"You brought them home?" Skar raised a brow and shook his head back and forth sending his long hair fluttering over his shoulder. "For what?"

"The Nix Lab is filing to have patents placed on their product as well as just filed the papers for their final trials on the experimental procedure." Artemis shifted in the large recliner that hugged around his body. The slightly darker gold of his mane spilled all the way down past the spread collar of his white shirt. The lawyer had always had a sharp taste in fashion.

"Interesting read, but I hope you aren't trying to get me to read this and come up with a contract." Roan wrinkled his velvety upper lip. "You know very well I just like to look at the pretty pictures."

The words broke the slight tension Skar was feeling until he lolled his tongue out in a lupine laugh and playfully give the large stallion a shove with his foot. The baritone rumble of Artemis' laugh came just as easily. Roan always played the large, dumb, muscular stallion around anyone and everyone. Only his lovers ever saw the quick mind and sly nature he could have. There was little wonder no one else looked further. The stallion's dark hide rippled over a body that was firmly muscled from the broadness of his chest and shoulders to the heavy legs that he strode about on. At nearly nine feet tall and over two tons he was a gentle giant that made Skarlath often feel small. Artemis just made him feel as if he really were the runt of the trio, the lion was nearly twice his weight and well over a foot taller of powerful pale white gold flesh and a thick mane that cushioned his neck and made him look the part of regal aristocrat.

"Not really, I had been hoping that you'd be interested in the procedure." The lion's eyes had shifted until the pale ice blue eyes pinned the wolf in place and Skar tensed slightly.

"Interested? No. I saw my brother go through it and I think I'll pass." He flicked his fingers lightly and tried to keep the sharp memories of what his brother had gone through out of the front of his mind.

"Didn't you read it completely?" A slight wrinkle appeared between the lion's eyes and he shook his head. "It's not the same treatment at all."

"I read. Shots, pills, sounds a lot like what he went through before the pain started." Skar leaned back and found his entire body enveloped in the broad dark arm's of Roan who pulled him into the curve of his large body. He felt dwarfed against the equine as the hands slipped to cover his chest and stomach lightly.

"We'd be getting the shots actually." The voice murmured in his ear and he shuddered a little bit as the velvety lips had brushed against the curve of his ear. "You'd just be stuck with a pill."

"It's a new break through, it's supposed to be pain free. Here..." Artemis leaned forward to nudge more of the paper's towards him. "Read through it, I think you'll find it enlightening. They're looking for their first subjects."

He'd been faced with two pair of eyes that seemed intently watching his every move. The wolf's first reaction had been to deny it and slip off to take a dip in the pool, but Roan's deep crimson eyes and Artemis' pale blue had made him stop. He flattened his ears and had taken the papers without a word before pushing up to head towards his office. If there was one thing he knew, it was that he shouldn't be trying to make any decisions around the pair of muscular males. They always clouded his judgment and made him think with other parts of his body then his mind. That was where he'd been all of last night and finally had given up on sleep and gone to shower. He knew his decision, even if it did make him start to tremble inside to think of what a risk that he was taking.

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Roan stretched himself slowly as he clopped out of the large bedroom. The bed had been strangely lonely without Skar taking up his normal spot between himself and Artemis. It wasn't that he didn't care for the lion, but the wolf was the perfect height and weight to pull against him in the morning and curl up against. There were of course other advantages to holding him that way as well that made for interesting times when the lion finally woke up to the feel of the bed rocking and the head board was slamming against the wall. He'd found himself worried at first since he and the lion had both put some pressure on the wolf the night before, but not enough to drive him out of the house. He reached the hall way and heard the tell tale movements of someone in the living room before breathing out a sound of relief from his muzzle.

He had to duck slightly as he came out into the main room, the ceiling dropped down and was fine for the lion and wolf, but he was far too tall to make it without risking a crack to his head. The stallion had always been large, even among stallions he stood out by sheer size and power. His father had always told him that was because his other father had been a draft horse as well, most other horses tended to be crossed with smaller breeds. He had to admit he could see why. Anyone that neared his size lost a bit of his attraction to them when placed up against someone Skarlath's size and build. The wolf was muscled, but had a slightly leaner air to him that allowed the equine to enjoy the spill of thick soft fur against his body.

He found said wolf seated on the couch with his fingers clutching the papers from last night. A whuffling in of the air told him that Skar had probably showered just a little bit ago, even his long hair was still damp. For a moment he just admired the view in the morning sunlight. The play over the wolf's bare chest and the thick fur that ran down along his sides and stomach made for an almost idyllic picture. He looked slightly smaller sitting on the couch Roan had had built for himself, but he could remember the wolf fitting very well there in a few ways. Even thinking of other times he flared his nostrils and sucked in a breath. The heavy tear shaped opening of his sheath swelled slightly as he shifted on his hooves and his tail lashed behind him. He managed to control himself before he went too far along those lines or the lines of thinking of pumping the smaller wolf full of his seed and foal. There had to be a certain amount of decorum.

"Still thinking?" He rumbled and watched as Skar jerked and his eyes flicked up almost as if he'd never heard the massive stallion. Roan gave a slight smile at that, the wolf had to have been thinking hard if he hadn't heard the massive hooves on the hard wood.

"Ahh...yes well. Most of the night I have." He admitted and threw the papers down on the coffee table before running his fingers through his long hair.

"Didn't mean to make you stay up all night thinking." The stallion wandered over and took a position on one end of the couch. The leather felt smooth and soft beneath his nude muscular rump and he heard the springs groan under the weight of him.

"It's a lot to think about isn't it? You two are practically telling me you want kids!" Skar shook his head for a moment and leaned forward again. "You do want kids right? Artemis didn't brow beat you into this?"

"Oh I want a little one or two." Roan flashed his blunt white teeth in a grin. "Though I gotta wonder what a puny wolf like you would do to my good genes!"

"Puny-Wha?!" Skar gave the reaction the large stallion had wanted, he gaped over at him for a moment before barking out laughter. "Any foal of yours would break my hips trying to get out!"

"Really now? You sure? The way I remember it you can be real flexible..." The stallion leaned over and gave a slight nip against one of the furred muscled shoulders. "Or am I thinking of Artemis now? Cats are the flexible ones.."

"Hey now, I'm more flexible then you are." He snorted slightly and gave the stallion a short shove and Roan reacted by rocking back with a grin.

"Could be, at least for now you are."

Skarlath's laughter spilled into the room before his expression shifted and returned to the slightly anxious look he had been wearing when Roan had first walked out. He toyed with his fingers a little and tugged at the edge of his jeans so that he was picking at the frayed ends of the cut offs. His body was tense and almost screamed with stress to the trainer's keen eye. He shook his head with a snort and pulled the wolf over so that he let out a short yelp before he was planted into the broad naked black lap. He didn't give Skar time to say anything, instead he moved his large hands up to cover the smaller shoulders and kneaded in against the muscles. For all his weight and toned strength, he was as gentle as could be when it came to massaging the stress out of his lover. The wolf soon started to relax and sighed slightly.

"I don't know, Roan...I just don't know. It's still experimental.."

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Skarlath wanted to find a reason to back out of signing up for the program. He'd spent most of the night weighing the options in his mind, but the more he did, the more he found himself talking his way into a corner so that he felt as if he were about to scream. There was nothing he could think of that was a good enough reason not to go for it. He knew Artemis wanted children, the lions were one of the most prolific races and seemed almost anxious to pass on their genes. He'd been worried about that at the start of their little trio, but the large male had never broached the subject and instead had been a steady and dependable lover. Only now did the lion's desires peek through and from what it seemed Roan was right there with him on it. Was it a given that he'd be the one carrying young?

He found himself looking at the massive stallion with his ears trembling a little bit. The horse looked powerful, dominant and in some lights almost demonic with his coal black fur and the deep crimson eyes. All of that belied the quiet nature that hid beneath him. He could be fiery, stubborn and sometimes quite wicked when he cared to be, but for the most part he seemed to prefer the softer side to be shown. The wolf found himself licking his lips slightly and shivering as he remembered a few nights the softer side was a distant dream as the stallion would take him as if he were a wild creature. They were passionate and wild nights and even now he found his gaze sliding along the broad expanse of the chest and the muscles that made up the powerful arms. The neck was thick and proud as any stallion could dream of, but it was lower that caught Skar's eyes.

It was hard not to think of the stallion and not see the heavy package he carried. He was naked as always and it left little to the imagination when it came to the sheath that was swollen and hanging from his lower stomach. The leathery lips of the opening didn't hint at what he carried except for a glimpse at the dark head. Unlike the wolf, he was always soft when he was in his sheath, at first glance someone not accustomed to horses might think he was poorly hung. Yet the moment he grew aroused and the thick shaft started to drop Roan proved otherwise. Skar knew intimately just how well endowed the horse was. He knew every inch, bump, vein, and above all else the enticing flare. The only thing more impressive were the sizable orbs that hung down against his inner thighs. Oh yes, the stallion was remarkable in so many ways.

His thoughts were soon driven away as well as his eye candy as the large hands of the stallion closed down on either side of his body and pulled him into the broad lap. He fit perfectly there and he nearly melted as he felt the heavy hands drop against his shoulders and close down to knead against the sensitive muscles there. He bit his lip and kept himself from squirming back as they worked off some of his tension and he let out a soft sigh before bringing his mind back to the present, especially when the stallions deep rumble reminded him of the seriousness of the present conversation. He was glad he was facing away from his lover as his ears had flushed a bit with his own intense libido when it came to certain things.

"Yes..." The stallion's voice was slow as he seemed to be thinking about the remark. "It is experimental, but it has seen great success in the lab."

"The lab isn't real life, is it?" He countered back with his own minds argument.

"No, but they typically don't reach these trials until they've done a good job there convincing others that it's a safe bet taking it to the next level." The fingers pulled and pushed against his shoulders and then spread down along his bare back. He leaned forward with his eyes relaxing despite himself.

"That's true, but how do you know it's safe? What if it still hurts or damages me somehow?" He allowed a bit of his own nervousness to come out and in reward he felt the soft velvety lips brush the back of his neck.

"You know Artemis wouldn't have brought home that paper work unless he'd scoured through it all making sure he wouldn't be risking you." The stallion's tone became admonishing and he felt his ears flush slightly. There was that. The lion never wanted to risk him if he could help it, neither he nor Roan were anything other than loving to him.

"I suppose so. I just saw my br-" He started out before the deep stallions voice over road him.

"Used technology that was from nearly ten years ago. A lot can change in ten years." The logic was almost too sound.

"I know that!" He snapped back finally and flattened his ears against his head.

"You don't want kids, do you?" For such a large stallion, the voice was suddenly small and slightly subdued as if it hadn't occurred to him that the wolf wouldn't want it too.

For a moment he couldn't work his mouth as that simple statement and his ears twitched at the hurt in the stallion's voice. Had they even talked about it? Had Artemis ever brought it up? Or had it been a given that he would one day do it? The more he thought about it, the more he realized that the stallion often watched fathers with their little ones at play or took time out when at the gym to help the smallest and youngest members with their swimming. He was a gentle giant that seemed charmed by anything child like and the wolf shifted a little in the lap as the hands stopped rubbing and just rested over his shoulders. Did he want kids? Or was he just making excuses to find a way not to? He licked his lips and finally let out a heavy sigh before bringing his fingers up to rub right at the bridge of his muzzle in defeat.

"I'd better get pampered like hell for this." He muttered under his breath only to hear the large stallion laugh and felt the vibrations along his back.

"Oh I think I can manage to do that much for you, little wolf." The lips on the back of his neck shifted and he felt the teeth lightly grip the back of his neck as he was pulled more firmly into the lap. "Though we should definitely exercise certain...muscles while we have a chance."

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Elation flooded the large stallion at the curse and statement from the wolf. He slid his hand just along the underside of the toned stomach and chest while he nipped along the back of his lover's neck. He couldn't quiet stop the smile from tugging at the edges of his mobile lips as he pulled the wolf a bit more firmly into his lap. His fingers ran against the smooth hardness of the abdominal muscles that Skar worked at keeping toned and already started to imagine them swollen out with the potential for young life. The very idea made his heart pound faster in his chest as he felt Skar shifting back against him until the wolf's tightly covered ass was brushing against his naked one. The thoughts that went through his mind were flying faster as he felt his sheath start to fill out until the belled tip of his massive shaft popped free and started to rub against the bare small of the wolf's back.

"Mmmph...so that's your definition of exercise hmm?" The red wolf's breath came out a bit faster and he rocked his hips back.

"It'll be yours too for the next few weeks." He gave a firmer nip and rolled his hips upwards.

The stallion's ebony spire started to raise higher and higher along the back as it filled out. The thick glans pushed its way upwards as the soft flesh started to harden under the teasing pushes of the wolf's muscular haunches. His fingers slipped down and tauntingly pulled against the tight jeans that ran right over the red fur of the lower belly while his upper hand kneaded against the firm chest. Roan's body was more than happy to respond to each movement against his lap until he was nipping against the red shoulder a bit more firmly. Like any stallion he was eager when roused and demanding, the one thing he hated most of all was the fact that Skar always chose to wear skin tight pants around the house. They gave him glimpses of the tight ass and heavy sheath without allowing him to do more than that unless he peeled them off.

Today was no exception. The thick hoofed fingers curled their way beneath the edge of the jeans and he gave a sudden yank that forced a sharp bark out of the canine's muzzle. He had the muscle and grip to pop the button free from the top so that it went shooting across the room. It might have been funny if it weren't for the fact the wolf was deliberately taunting him by shifting his tail back and forth against the heavy equine cock. It was large enough that it would have been a challenge for another horse, the fact that Skarlath was able to take it was nothing short of amazing to the large proud male. He hooked his thumbs right along the edge of the pants before he leaned back and started to peel them downwards. His eyes flickered down the plush furred chest to watch as the thick red cock sprang free from its confines more than half hard already.

He pulled them downwards over the toned legs and leaned in to run his tongue against the curve of the neck while the wolf leaned back with a soft whimper. The swell of the balls fell free to rest right over the stallion's own heavy leathery sac that he flexed slightly by tensing up and then relaxing again. His cock rose up until it was nearly to the other male's shoulders before the first thick bead of precum bubbled up towards the tip and ran down to trail it's way right along the curve of the spine matting the fur. He moved one large hand down to wrap around the wolf's tapered shaft and gave it a sudden squeeze that made his lover writhe back against him and raise his hips up a little higher. Then again that was the entire point of the gesture.

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Skarlath let out a sharp cry as he felt the hand closing around his cock and pulling upwards towards the tip. His entire body arched higher up in response while his nostrils flared and his ears flattened right against his head. The pleasure shot down against his spine as the massive naked stallion teased him expertly. Roan knew every button to push to get him to react and he was ensuring he used them all this morning. Perhaps he was worried he'd go back on his decision or perhaps offering to go through all of this would prove rewarding in more than just having foals or cubs. Instead it certainly seemed to arouse the stallion's already large libido. The teeth teased and worked against his neck while the hand moved down towards the base of his shaft and pulled up again. He muffled a soft whine as he rocked his hips backwards and felt the heavy dark spire cushioned right between his rump cheeks.

He tried to flex them to feel just how large the stallion was only to feel Roan pull back and then lunge forward again. He sawed himself between the red cheeks while Skar flattened his ears and lolled his tongue out a bit further in pleasure. The warm beads of precum trailed down his back were only exciting him more as he spread his thighs apart so they rested on either side of the massive upper legs. It forced him almost painfully apart, but that small discomfort was swept away on a tide of desire for his lover as the horse slipped one of his hands right under his left leg and pulled him higher up. The thick glans danced its way downwards until it brushed against the base of his tail and he yelped out a soft sound. It wasn't a protest, it was a plea. He flicked his long bushy tail to one side just as the thickened tip slipped its way up against the taut pucker and rubbed back and forth.

The dollops of precum leaked out and splattered against him, smearing over his tip until he was able to feel the slippery wetness dribble down right along the underside of his orbs. He tensed them up and bit his lower lip as he moved his hands down to rest on Roan's upper knees so that he was bent forward and bracing himself. The large stallion's hand gave another firm squeeze and moved up and then down again until the think fingers encircled his very base and gave it a kneading pull before his hips lifted upwards. For a moment the tip pushed against his anal ring and the entire cock bowed as it tried to dig its way inwards. He tried to relax the muscles just as the belled crown wedged itself in and a tremor rocked through him as the powerful male started to inch his way into his tight passage. His cock flexed against his belly and soaked the tips of the fingers in precum as he stifled the urge to thrust into the hand.

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Roan flattened his ears down against his head as he gripped the nape of the wolf's neck lightly in his blunt teeth. That first moment of having to force his tip in always sent a shudder down his spine. The sheer size of him driving into someone so much smaller and the walls stretching and clinging around him always gave him a sense of power and a rush of desire. The walls wrapped around him and started to clench as the wolf shuddered. He knew that Skar was trying not to lunge forward right into his paw, if he did he'd end up having the stallion pop free entirely and there was no way the wolf was going to let that happen. He rocked his hips up and used the hand under the red thigh to pull him backwards until the inches started to sink slowly in letting his precum work its magic. The slippery stuff lead the way as his cock bowed under his own forceful pushes.

His lover didn't cry out for him to stop or protest the size, instead he writhed and pushed back against him trying to sink more in faster. The stallion's breath came out hotly on the air while he let out a short squeal before thrusting up and his medial ring pushed right against the straining taut opening before popping inwards and he immediately drew back so it popped out slickly. The next thrust came a bit easier as the medial ring sank inwards and his cock tip penetrated into the clutching and silken passage. The curve of the bowels tried to prevent him at first, but the steady rocks of his hips forced the wolf to shift his body and his head lolled back with a whine of pleasure before he pulled back again. His medial ring tugged right over the prostate so the squirming wolf twisted slightly in his lap and his cock pulsed against the palm of his hand.

The stallion might have worried about waking up their third had they been in bed, but Artemis was a sound enough sleeper that he didn't worry. He let out a sharp snort and then bucked upwards until his medial ring sank in deeper and he squeezed around the thickened base of his lover. His movements were helped by the wolf's hips shifting down against him. He rose up just as the black stallion started to pull back and then dropped down when he lunged up. The short sounds that he kept making were erotic music to the muscled male's ears and he closed his eyes in pleasure as his next thrust drove him inwards until his heavy sheath almost kissed beneath the tail. His balls pushed up snugly against the male's smaller pair before he was dragging back again. A shudder of pleasure trailed down his spine as he flared his nostrils wide and drew in the wolf's scent.

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Skar was caught up in a rush of pleasure and passion both at the feel of the cock driving into his body. That incredible stretch that made his body almost ache to take each inch followed by the shock of pure pleasure when it drug along his passage just right and sent him thrusting forward into the large hand that engulfed his shaft and gave it firm pulls back and forth. Each pull up wrapped over his glans and he had to bite his lower lip to keep himself from yelping out in pleasure only to have it drag back downwards towards his base and the shiver trailed down his spine ending all the way at his tail. Roan took him carefully until he felt his gut starting to shift and cramp slightly. The next thrust drove him inwards and he forced himself to relax before the stallion drove upwards and he felt the leathery lips of the sheath brushing up against his anal ring.

The heavy balls of the stallion ground up against his own and he realized with a shock if he went through with this those virile orbs would be dosed and treated until they were able to produce heavy quantities of semen. The stallion already overproduced what his partner could carry, what would more be like? He shuddered, but not in fear, he found himself bucking backwards as he thought about it and his lips twisted back slightly when he felt the belled tip sliding deep enough to swell his stomach slightly before pulling back. The precum was flooding out fast enough that it was coating his inner passage and spilling downwards until it was forced out around the too thick dark shaft that was burrowing time and again inside of him. His ears twitched slightly as the stallion suddenly lunged upwards and twisted his hips. He wasn't ready for it and it ended with him yelping out sharply.

He found himself chest down over the couch until he was hidden beneath the heavy muscled Roan. His lover was breathing hard against the back of his neck as his thrusts started to come faster and harder, hitting up against his upturned rump until he yelped out his pleasure. Skar finally grabbed one of the cushions to try and muffle his cries while the stallion clamped his teeth lightly against his shoulder and barely allowed an inch to slide free before slamming home again and forcing the curved red rump upwards. His cock started to thicken along the base and he felt the veins standing out. The pleasure was rapidly staring to grow to the point that his body was tensing up and his eyes were squeezing down into slits. He dug his claws into the cushion just as his knot formed and his cock pushed out entirely from his sheath. Roan's hands clamped down around the swollen orb and gave it a squeeze that pushed the wolf over the edge.

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Roan found himself lost in the desire to claim the other male. Love and lust both warred together until he had gripped the male and suddenly forced him over the couch with his legs splayed open wide to keep his ass in the air. His larger body pushed down and he felt the soft pelt that scraped along his chest and over his stomach with a rush of pleasure. His nostrils sucked in great lungfuls of air as he started to thrust harder and faster. The wolf's body shook beneath his own as he only let a slight flash of his gleaming cock pull free before he thrust forward again with a resounding clap of flesh on flesh. His large leathery orbs hit upwards against the smaller red ones as his mind was rushing with visions of actually breeding his lover. The next time he mounted him he'd be fertile and ready for his seed.

The moment he felt the knot start to form he wrapped his hand around it and moved his fingers right around the very base so that it was securely wrapped in his hold. The wolf started to yelp softly and then whine into the cushion he burrowed his head again as the walls tightened around him. It was almost painfully tight as he slid through them, the walls seemed to milk and suckle around him until he jerked his head back and flattened his ears against his head. The pleasure rolled down his spine before he let out a sharp rough squeal and his tail jerked up behind him in a flowing banner. His balls drew up tight against his body and contracted while his head started to flare open in the wolf's bowels. He moved his free hand up and even felt the swollen lump where his flared forced Skar to stretch even further. His shrill cry reached its apex as his cum slit jutted forward.

The first thick rush of his cum flooded out into the wolf in a rush that erupted into the stomach and started to pump out faster and faster. Each flex of his balls forced up another hot spill that was eagerly milked and pulled around. His medial ring stood out and shifted as his hooves moved against the ground and he gave a sharper push forward until he felt Skar's rump being pushed higher into the air. His lover's cum splattered right against his hand, the leather couch and the red furred stomach, not that he cared. The couch was leather for a reason, he just shifted his cock inside of the passage to hear another sharp cry before the wolf shoved back against him trembling all along his limbs and back. The stallion's breath came in short soft pants as he rested over the wolf's body.

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Skar was lost in the sudden rush of his orgasm. The spill of seed inside of him ran so deep and the flare that spread him open could be felt pushing his stomach outwards. It was a lost cause trying to be silent. From the first hot rush he was vocalizing into the cushion desperately and pushing back against his lover. The rich flow was far too much for a wolf, to spilled into his body and the flare acted like a plug that wouldn't let it flow backwards again. It started to form a slight lump in his lower stomach even as his cock lurched and started to spray out hot gouts of seed against the couch cushion. Roan's hands seemed to know exactly what to do as he squeezed and pulled around the base forcing more and more of it upwards and extending his pleasure.

It wasn't until several heart beats later that he finally stopped shaking and the tension flooded out of him. Roan stroked against the edges of his sides and even his chest, though the fingers seemed to linger longest against the slight paunch his seed had made in the wolf's lower belly. They stroked and rubbed over the area until he started to squirm beneath his lover and whimpered slightly. He couldn't help himself, the idea was starting to take hold inside of him that he had agreed to actually carry cubs..foals..well whatever he and his lovers could make. He swallowed roughly and his tongue felt dry on the roof of his mouth as he did so. He flicked one his ears back and then peered back into the dark stallion's red eyes and froze. A flush rushed along his ears before he forced a rueful grin as he looked over the broad dark shoulder.

"I truly hope this is practice for later and not apology sex." The baritone voice rumbled out from the pale lion who leaned against the hall door. His eyes were glittering with amusement. "I'd hate to miss out on such a fine apology."

"Then stop sleeping in, cat." Roan called back, laughter in his own voice as his cock started to slowly soften in Skar's tight backside.

"Oh dear, and here I was hoping it was practice." There was a mock pout in the lion's voice and the wolf couldn't stop an almost laugh.

"If it is, does that mean you want to go next?" He teased right back.

"Oh no, I'm saving myself for the main event!" The answer made a tremor rock through him and his walls clenched around the stallions softening member. He was going to do it, he was really going to go through with it!

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